Comeback
Comeback I found her thrashing on the examination table in the labor room. The time was around 1am, and I had been called to see her by the maternity nurse who said a woman was convulsing. She had had no prenatal care and her family knew nothing about the statuts of her pregnancy other than that they thought she was around 8 months pregnant. Her chest heaved with each breath and I could hear the crackles in her lungs without stethoscope. She would not respond to questioning and was barely conscient. Her blood pressure was 140/90. Eclampsia with pulmonary edema and impending respiratory failure. This lady was going to die. I grabbed the fetal doppler and found a normal fetal heart rate. At least if I couldn’t save her, I might be able to save her baby. I heard a fetal heart beat in the normal range. So we kicked into high gear. We ran her gurney as fast as we could to the OR. Her respirations were becoming more and more labored. Time was slipping through our fingers and she